The Tang Dynasty’s Female Forensic Doctor

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Yan Yan did not know where Su Fu threw the seats, so he had to hold his expression and pretend not to know.

Xing Niang said: "How can it be less, don't you forget to shop? Now it's autumn, carefully freezing the mother."

Late green muttered: "No, I will have a total of two seats..."

Fortunately, several people did not hold back the meaning of this matter, and the late green found a new place to lay on the couch.

After washing, Xiaoman put the food on, and Yan Yan, because of the stagnation in her heart, casually ate some, and then sent everyone out, and took the half cup of water and poured it into the water, and studied Su Fu's drug.

I don't know how long it took, the door was screamed, and there was a green voice screaming outside. "Mother, something big."

Yan Yan frowned, and stopped the action in his hand, said: "Come in."

The door slammed open, and the evening green rushed in like a whirlwind with a sigh of rain. "Mother, the mountain is dead, it is a young man!"

"Well, then?" Yan Yan asked quietly. Seeing her life and death, she feels that life and death, but ordinary, do not say that after the death of a man, it is a bunch of people who died, she does not feel that there is anything worth making a fuss.

Late Green Road: "The slaves listened to Xiaoman, who had seen Mr. Sang in the Houshan on the day before? I heard the villagers of the Yamashita people say that the Langjun was wearing a wide-sleeve round robe and he was very handsome..."

Yan Yan’s hand holding the cup was tight, and he asked: “Is the government coming?”

"Come on, I heard that Liu Zhishi personally brought people over." Even though the late green regrets that Sang Chen is "born in the cold," she is not worthy of her mother, but her impression has always been good, it is also an acquaintance, so I heard that Afterwards, I hurried back and told Yan Yan.

Yan Yanqi raised his lips and thought about it. From the rhetoric of the villagers, since it can be seen that he is handsome, it shows that he has not died for a long time. Now the weather is getting colder. After one or two days of death, people should still be able to see clearly. Clear form, there will not be a very horrible phenomenon, and she happened to have seen Sang Chen in the back mountain the day before, when he was alone...

"Where is the corpse reflected?" asked Yan Yan.

In the evening, I looked at the fascinating look of Yan Yan, and my heart became more and more anxious. "In the back mountain, Liu Shi’s history is personally surveyed."

"You should go and see if there are any outsiders around you. By the way, can you see the body with your own eyes? If it is not Sang Chen, you don't have to worry about it, come back. If he... or can't see the body, it will be private. Ask if Liu Zhishi can let me examine the body. If he agrees, let him evacuate the crowd. If you don't agree, come back." Yan Yan gave all the words in one breath.

Late green responded and hurried out.

Yan Yan’s heart was a little uneasy. Since the event of Qin Yunlin, she was afraid that she would see the body of a familiar person on the operating table one day. Even though she said that she had had several intersections for her.

Less than a moment later, Yan Yan was somewhat restless, his hands clenched in the cup, his knuckles were white, as if to break, and the eyes were staring at the white and lovely jade flower outside the window, trying to soothe, but Unconsciously tighten all the nerves.

She constantly comforts herself, the rainy mountains are difficult to do, and the late green must be a little longer to return, to be calm, to be patient...

The wind passed through the doors and windows, and Yan Yan suddenly woke up and found that the sweat on his forehead had slipped down the hair, and the shirt was already soaked.

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"What happened to my mother?" When Xing Niang entered the house, she saw her face as pale as paper, covered with sweat, and thought she had relapsed. She rushed over and wiped her forehead in horror. You wait for a while, the old slave immediately calls the doctor!"

Yan Yan grabbed her, "Nothing, I just thought about the dream of last night."

Xing Niang looked at her carefully and determined that she was really nothing. Only then she put down her high-hanging heart and held her hand. She said warmly: "I have nothing to do with a woman, and tell the old slave. Maybe it will be better."

She didn't say this before, but she won't even say it now.

Xing Niang saw her coveted and sighed: "Mom, but I saw those corpses being scared? Mother was timid before, in order to make a living, even the kind of work has to be done... Niang, in the future Tens of thousands can't do these things privately. If there is a shortage, there are still ten langs that can help us. It really can't help, there are always old slaves and late greens."

Yan Yan slowly said: "All said that the deceased is big, can serve the deceased's work, why is the status so mean? In fact, people do not feel that the dead deserve respect, but fear, so it is false to use disrespect to cover up fear."

"While that is the case..." Xing Niang felt that Yan Yan said it was very reasonable, but she still didn't feel how noble the work was, and it was always suffocating to play with the dead.

"You go to work first, I want to be quiet for a while." Yan Yandao.

Xing Niang just remembered this, only to hear what the dead green man said, and then came over and asked, as soon as he entered the house, he was opened, but when he looked at Yan Yan’s description, he couldn’t ask any more. Get up and go out lightly.

The aroma of the hosta flower gradually smoothed the anxiety in the heart of the face. She took out several kinds of herbs and crushed them. They were soaked in distilled water and cognac to observe the changes in the water to relieve their emotions.

After about two moments, the late green came back, the skirt was wet by the rain, stuck on the legs, and the hair was slightly scattered. "Mother, Liu Shi’s history does not allow slaves to see the body. He has evacuated the crowd and said that you can go to the autopsy."

Yan Yan guessed this result early, Liu let the old fox, will not let go of the opportunity to solve the case, but Suzhou has recently had a major case, even if the case is solved in time, Liu Ran may be imprisoned by a person. . Yan Yan gave him more than half of his belongings, and naturally he didn't want this money to float.

Liu let the door of the cold, not only to maintain the reputation of clean, but also can not let the family seize the handle, or when the time to take care of him, his thorn history can not last long. He can accept less money, and it is so rare that he is so big. She can be sure that if there is a new thorny history with a background, there will be no such thing as Liu’s purchase. The money that comes out will not be able to be seen. Secondly, if you don’t pay attention, you will be counter-controlled.

For either reason, Yan Yan must help him as much as he can.

"Let's go, take a look." Yan Yan gestured to bring the toolbox to the green.

The two were ready, and when they reached the door, they saw Song Lan and Xing Niang.

"Song Blue also went out with me." Yan Yan glanced at her, faint.

Song Lan owes a debt, removes the umbrella from the house, and walks out of the hospital with Yan Yan and the evening green. Xing Niang looks at the back of the person, sighs and sighs, and turns back to the house.

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